Well I must admit that you could be a pretty good artist-uhBy noticin’ that smile painted all across your face

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I do declare you should be a rocket Well-uh take a look how easy you get me Spaced out, laid out, look at the sun and fade outAnd you almost made me leave my faith outsi-i-ideYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey!

You don’t love me, hey, look at you All lovey dovey when you’re messin’ round with that needleWell I, I wonder how would your lovin’ be otherwi-i-i-seI wonder just how would your lovin’ be he-he otherwise

Well dig this I’m uh, I’m gonna spank your hands And I’m gonna throw away your stupid needleI’m gonna try and make love straightFor the very first and last timeAnd I’ll take it easy this time, sugarUnless you want to hurry up and die

You don’t love me girl, you just wanna hurt meSo let’s hurry up and get this scene overSo you can hurry up with that old speed ha-haYou don’t need me, you just wanna see me watch youRun after that old suicide ballBouncin’ across the freewa-a-a-y, yeah

* Probably directed at Devon Wilson & her shooting up (“Dagger” [needle], “messin’ round with that needle”, “bang,bang, shoot, shoot” [shooting up – injecting], “suicide ball” [speedball – heroin & coke mixed together, a very dangerous combination resposible for many an overdose] This title and also ‘Paper Airplanes’ [paper wraps for powder drugs] was later used for early versions of ‘Power Of Soul’ Jimi’s main song about breaking free from heavy drugs (mostly heroin)